Before I read domekano, I wasn’t that into SOL or romcoms. Since then, I’ve broadened my horizons, and I’ve been forced to conclude that there’s something really special about this manga.

While this should be cause for happiness, it’s cause for overpowering nostalgia. There are plenty of hackneyed bits, the basic plot is cliche; the series isn’t without its faults. However, there’s a numinous quality to domekano; Sasuga’s black magic viscerally transports you inside the blistering emotions and crystallized qualia of being a teen in love. It should be illegal.

At the time, binging domekano dredged up a bunch of emotions I hadn’t fully addressed; it was a cathartic experience. Now, however, the weekly snippets are like tortuous recollections of the original thrill of diving deep into the series over the course of 96 hours.

That irreplaceable experience... it’s what keeps us all coming back. And now, we’ll only be free men once more when this fentanyl of a manga has finally run its course (and the great waifu wars meet their eternal quietus).

I started reading other manga to keep my mind off it DomeKano, it kinda worked. I'm currently reading Quintessential Quintuplets. Its surprisingly very good. A lot of humor that I needed after this rollercoaster of emotions

It worked well because you see this sort of statement all the time unironically in the chapter discussions.

Weirdly it tends to be from people who ship Ishigami with Hayasaka for some reason (at least from what I've seen). Which is hilarious considering they've shared like maybe 1 panel in the span of 141 chapters. So I'm assuming it has more to do with self-insert reasons than anything else.